The other day on Quora, I encountered this question: Why are women not afraid of childbirth? My answer: I believe that whoever said that women are not afraid of childbirth has either never been pregnant and given birth or is playing with your head or, they are lying. Yes, definitely lying! Or, and this is the biggest OR, it might be… Read more →
One more thing to add to my list of the most terryifying things ever: Baby deciding that the best way to sleep is face down. And when I say face down, I mean he woke up with a nose red like Rudolph’s because he was sleeping on it for hours! While it was a miraculous discovery and Baby M started… Read more →
Baby falls asleep and I enthusiastically march into the shower. As the warm water hits my tired body, I feel as if I stepped into some forbidden exotic waterfall. I dab Pantene onto my hair and revel in this delicious opportunity to wash myself clean of all the baby puke that’s been spewed onto various parts of my body over the past … um, who needs to count how many days.
As I slather conditioner onto my strands, I hear a cry. Am I hallucinating? I always seem to hear baby cries whenever I’m more than a few feet away from him. I stand still, trying to tune out the noise of the water, intently listening for signs of Baby’s distress.
Nope, not hallucinating. Baby woke up and is now screaming his head off in his bassinet.
Ok, I reason with myself, maybe he will self-soothe and fall right back to sleep (yeah, right, dream on, lady). I proceed with rinsing conditioner out of my hair, quite frantically. Every second is precious commodity. I finish the rest of my shower routine in record time (yay), run out of the bathroom and head in the direction of the screaming child.
At the bassinet, my towel decides to slide off to the floor. As I pick it up and wrap it around myself again, I realize that one of my armpits is still unshaven.
Oh well, maybe next time. I get my screaming child, hold him close and kiss his head.
And in that moment, nothing else matters.
As I began preparing for my birthing hospital stay and packing my baby hospital bag, I first thought that Baby’s portion of the stuff would be the easiest. However, once I started piling up those baby items, I realized that I did need to make a list. With pregnancy brain making its appearance these days, I know I’m bound to… Read more →
After my one-hour glucose screen test showed I was borderline with a result of 132 (the limit is 129), I got a call from my OB telling me I needed further testing. My initial reaction was natural, I believe: I was upset, a bit scared and worried about the consequences of developing diabetes. I read everything I could google on… Read more →
Dear Mother Who Calls Her Baby A “Parasite”, I saw your comment as I was browsing around the What To Expect forum and it made my skin crawl. My first impulse is to punch you in the face. My second is to say “You don’t deserve to be a mother.” You see, mothers are supposed to love their babies. Unconditionally. Without limits.… Read more →